This is for those who don’t have kids.
This is for those who don’t have kids.
A daughter is telling her mother how everything is going wrong. She’s failing algebra, her boyfriend broke up with her and her best friend is moving away.
Meanwhile, her mother is baking a cake and asks her daughter if she would like a snack. The daughter says, “Absolutely, Mom. I love your cake.”
“Here, have some cooking oil,” her mother offers. “Yuck,” says her daughter.
“How about a couple raw eggs?”
“Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?”
“Mom, those are all yucky!”
To which the mother replies, “Yes, all those things seem bad by themselves. But, when they are put together in the right way, they make a wonderfully delicious cake!
“God works the same way. Many times we wonder why He would let us go through such bad and difficult times. But, God knows that when He puts these things all in His order, they always work for good! We just have to trust Him and, eventually, they will all make something wonderful!”
I was raised as a Catholic, but have to admit that I’m not terribly religious or spiritual. My hubby and I actually have yet to baptize our child – much to the consternation of my parents. But, that’s neither here nor there.
I wanted to share this particular story as a reminder to not sweat the small stuff. Yes, it’s cliched. But, it’s too easy to focus on the negative. We love to complain. Yet, when you really think about it, 90% of the time our gripes are pretty trivial.
I heard a great quote at training today.
Work hard. To hell with everything else.
So simple and yet so true.
I’m just saying.
I’ve never understood this. Why do people feel the need to emphasize their point by adding this ridiculous statement?
Duh! I know you’re “just saying” because you’ve just said it! It’s like walking into a room and going, “I’m just walking into a room”.
And, another thing. What do people mean when they say it’s like “comparing apples to oranges” when they’re talking about two seemingly dissimilar things? When you think about it, apples and oranges are pretty similar. They’re both round, they’re both fruit, and they ‘re both sweet. If you want to state that two items are not alike, you should say, “It’s like comparing apples and elephants”.
Now, that makes sense.
Don’t get me started about “same difference”….
You guys need a night out. Just the two of you. Let me babysit.
For most parents, hearing those words is a God-send. After a heart-felt thanks, words such as “See you sucker!” usually follow.
I have a hard time letting other people look after my Boo-Boo. I really shouldn’t. I mean, the people who offer are family members who have or have had kids themselves. Looking after a two-year old for a few hours isn’t that big of a deal. Yes, a lot may happen. But, these people aren’t exactly clueless when it comes to babysitting.
My husband and I need to go out. We some time to just be a couple. I can’t remember the last time we went on a “date”.
Yet, I have a hard time letting go. I have a hard time letting someone else watch him. It’s not as if he’s a “problem”child. I take that back. There are no “problem” children; only children who cause problematic situations. LOL.
But, Boo-Boo has his moments. He has a propensity to create chaos (80% of my day is spent picking up after him). He has this insatiable need to climb and will often use precarious-looking objects (i.e. Fisher-Price garage, bicycle) as step stools. I swear that he’s a Ninja. I’ve witnessed Boo-Boo climb onto a chair (swivel!), onto a desk, and then onto the computer in about 2 seconds flat.
I suppose my apprehension comes from what these potential caregivers may think of my child. If they have a challenging time with him, will they think that there is some possible behaviorial/psychological defect with Boo-Boo? Or even worse, would they think that we’re horrible parents?
Yes, this is completely and irrational of me to think this way.
Isn’t there some sort of adage about children being a reflection of their parents?
My birthday is coming up. As expected, I get the “What do you want for your birthday?” query. Amazingly, people are aghast when I tell them, “Nothing”.
Well, I don’t need anything. I’ve got a home, a wonderful family, and fantastic friends. We’re not rolling in dough, but we can afford the occasional splurge on a trip or pizza (yes, ordering in pizza is a splurge to me).
I’ve realized that as I get older, I don’t need anymore things. Yes, clothing needs to be purchased every season and certain items will need to be replaced as they break down. But, I don’t need anymore superfluous doodads that may come from the heart but just take up valuable space in my condo.
What I want are experiences. I want to just spend time with friends and family. We may be connected more with our smart phones and computers, but I find that we don’t actually talk anymore. We don’t share enough.
I’ll be the first to admit that I prefer to text or BBM someone instead of calling them. But,if you want to go for a coffee? I’m there with bells and whistles.
So instead of getting jewelry or a new electronic gadget for my birthday, I’ll be chilling in a bar with my peeps watching grown men beat the crap out of each other on Pay-Per-View.
Mind you, I’ll be expecting something HUGE for my fortieth!